June 2010

... ... ... Sometimes ... And

... one is surprised at his own dumbness ...

As you all day long preached to his children in sound: * babe, come away 'from the oven when you burn yourself, it does hurt like hell
* And what is nuts? Comes in a car chase with the police motorcycle behind the dinosaur that has geräubert the unicorn fairy, shaken, and the delicate skin with the forearm in the disk of the furnace, which has become the * estimated * Fünfmillionensiebenhunderttausendundachtundreißig degree achieved.

adorns side 4 hours me a pink cold pack, encased in a stylish retro-cloth. I have tried in vain to cool with a pack of Snickers * *- ice down my operating temperature from the inside, without success.

And so I suffer quietly to myself.

In my next life I had become a man, I decided.
I were now such a copy, so I could give at least every 2 minutes "sounds painful to me to get attention ...

men are *. so * different in the sense already
those can you give so before departure with his mates on the football field the Council:
* I tell you the same, you should come home injured, then I completely miserable afterwards not the ears, interessert me! *

And still they come home forgiven, on the direct route to the bathroom. You hear rustling. All
old doors creak in the bathroom.
murmur. Papiergeraschel of leaflets ... Until then they
easily crushed out of the bathroom are trying not to limp. You sit down next to you on the couch, without a word. 5 minutes. 7 minutes. They dare not even to take the remote control.
* Er ... Do you by chance, we still somehow have ointments for sprains or something? *
Internally do I have to smile always. I could offer him in that moment, a hemorrhoid ointment, he would smear his gratitude to `s leg, without es zu merken...

Und was machen wir Frauen?

Wir finden in Holland`s Zeitschriften noch mehr wundervolle Inspirationen trotz höllischer Schmerzen und machen einen Post draus... ;o)

Viel Spaß mit den Bildern!